Posts in category "Travel"

Living the expatriate; A is for attitude

Is the glass half empty, or half full? The question hung in the air between the Peace Corps applicant and the interviewer. The interviewer knew the ‘right’ answer. Would the applicant, a wanna-be expatriate? Optimists–and potential Peace Corps volunteers–see the glass as half full, pessimists as half empty. For this reason alone, optimists adjust better... Read more »

Knitting Without Needles

Every week I go to knitting; yet I do not knit. And despite being offered a bag of yarn and some mismatched knitting needles to ‘pass’, I must confess that I have absolutely no interest in knitting. After all, if I’ve free time I read. Madam Defarge I am not. So why would I go to... Read more »

After Brexit, a.k.a. Make Britain Great Again, What NOW?

At the top let me confess, I care about Brexit, or Britain’s Exit vote from the European Union. With close family in the UK, including two grandsons, it’s bloody personal. And not something to be taken lightly as the world’s stock markets showed the day after. As for the two celebrity Conservative leaders of the LEAVE... Read more »

10 Days of Chicago Christmas; or 10 Reasons to Leave the Burg

Why would one leave Chicago? Let me count the reasons….and why I’ll sadly take my taxes to pay them in Massachusetts where the government invests in the citizenry. Yes Kristin. The public schools of 8-9-and-10 stars of 10 are actually funded! 1. The gunshot in front of our house Christmas night. Never reported by the... Read more »

The Angel of Death

On June 22nd the Angel of Death whisked away one of the best of humanity in the person of my adopted sister, Rivkah Peller.   It was TOO soon Angel of Death, way, way too soon. Rivkah, the former Charlotte Wisniewski of South Philly, was in parochial school when she was punished by the nuns... Read more »

Boat People; Then and Now

The term boat people has devolved into a media stereotype complete with photos of terrified faces of people who were rescued or captured, or both. Photos of children favored by New York Times and other media. The oceans do change, but the desire to escape to a better life never ends. His father had tried three times tried to... Read more »

The Vietnam War in Viet Nam

The Vietnam War was America’s first “live at 5” televised war (or whatever time The News came over-the-air to your TV). What would Uncle Walter Cronkite say about The War tonight? The War that was a part of our baby boomer soundtrack, audible still in our rock and roll. Scarred in memory is the night... Read more »

Strip For a Real Education About Vietnam

Outside the airplane window is Ho Chi Minh City, what my generation called Saigon. Everywhere are massive structures that house humongous clothing manufacturers, with stacked containers awaiting product for shipment. You’re probably wearing Vietnamese products now, but hopefully not the running shoes our local guide saw whiz by one day.  At one end the shoes... Read more »

The End of Civilization; The Khmer of Angkor Wat

Angkor et. al.  Cambodia is justifiably proud of its crown jewel masterpiece. Built between 800 to 1200 AD by the Khmer Empire, the empire encompassed parts of Myanmar, Laos, Vietnam and Cambodia. Given the religious use of Angkor, local guides liken it to the Vatican. Usage is the only similarity given the Vatican is a petite 0.2 square... Read more »

The Killing Fields of Cambodia

The  infamous Khmer Rouge of Cambodia had their killing fields way back in the antediluvian 1970s, so why ruin a travel day by visiting the mass murder site today? To hear the voice of the dead. For me, it is a question of witnessing what happened in the past to share with the living of today.... Read more »
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    I was an accidental expatriate; love and marriage led me to it. One day I was a bandy-legged kid sitting atop my dogwood tree looking out of my small backyard world in 1950s New Jersey, wanting to move somewhere--anywhere, different. Next thing I knew my father had accepted a job in Houston TX. I was ecstatic, it was a foreign land in 1961 America. After high school graduation, my parents’ gave me a matched set of fawn-colored hardsided American Tourister luggage. Taking the hint, I went to college; well four colleges in five years--it was the 60s after all. Meeting a young hirsute anti-war, soon-to-be-Peace Corps volunteer, I fell in love. After finishing up college coursework for my degree, but before I even walking a graduation stage, I grabbed the paper airline ticket my boyfriend had sent me, my brand-new passport, and was off to the airport and Lima, Peru.

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